Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1887-08-27
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And he led him TO where she lay.
During the day the Beers all went and left
them alone Now that Frank Muller was
dead there was no thought among them of
carrying out the sentence upon their old
neighbor Besides, there was no warrant for
the execution, even had they desired SO to do,
for their commandant had died leaving 1t I'M
signed So they held sort of informal in
quest upon their leaders body, and then
buried HIM in the little graveyard that was
planted with the four red gums, one at each
corner, and walled in on the hillside at the
back of where the house had stood Rather
than be at the pains of following out another
they buried him in the very grave that he
had caused to be dug to receive the body of
Silas Croft.
Who had murdered Frank Muller was and
remains mystery among them to this day.
The knife was identified by the natives about
the farm as belonging to the Hottentot
Jantie, and Hottentot was seen running
from the place of the deed and hunted for
some way, but could not be caught or heard
of again. Therefore many of them are of the
opinion that he is the guilty man. Others,
again, believes that the crime rests upon the
shoulders of the villainous one eyed kaffir,
Hendrix, his own servant, who had also mys-
terously vanished. But as they have never
found either of them, and are not likely to,
the point remains moot one. Nor, indeed,
did they take any great pains to hunt for
them Frank Muller was not popular char
acter, and the fact of a man coming to mys-
FERROUS end does not produce any great sensa-
ton among a rough people and in rough
times.
On the following day old Silas Croft, Bes-
sic and John Mel also buried their dead in the
little graveyard on the hillside, and there she
lies, some ten feet of earth only between her
and the man on whom she was the instru-
ment of vengeance But they never knew
that, or even guessed it. They never even
knew that she had been near Mooifontein on
that awful night Nobody knew it except
Jamie, and jamie, haunted by the football of
the pursuing RoerS. was gone from the ken Of
the white man far into the wilds of Central
Africa.
John" SAID the old man, when they had
Gllel in the grave, "this is no country for
Englishmen Let us go home to England .
the means were not wanting although they
were practically ruined, for the FL 900 he had
paid to Sias for third interest in the farm
still lay, together with another e250, in the
Standard bank at Newcastle, in Natal
And so in due course they went.
And now what more Is there to tell3 jess
to those who read what has been written as
it is meant to he read, was the soul of 1t all
and jess is dead 1t is useless 10 set lifeles.
| thing upon its feet, rather let us strive to fol
| low the soarings of the spirit Jess is deat
| and her story at an end.
One word more After some difficulty Johr
| Mel, within three months of his arrival il
| England, got employment as a land agent tt
| Il large estate in RutIandshire, which position
| he fills to this day, with credit TO himself ant
| such advantage to the property as can be ex
| pected nowadays. Also, he in due course he
| came the beloved husband of sweet Bessi,
| Croft, and on the whole may he considered
| happy man At times, however, Il sorrow o
| which his wife knows nothin.. gets the bette
| of him aud for a while he is not himself.
| He is not man much given to sentimen
| or speculation, but sometimes when his day
work is done and he strays down to his gar
| den gate and looks out at the dim aud peace
| full English landscape below, and then at tn
wide, star strewn heavens above, he wonder
| if the hour will ever come when he will ono
more see those dark and passionate eyes an'
| hear that sweet remembered voice.
| For he feels as near to his lost love now tina
| she is dead as he did when she was yet alive
and from time to time he seems to clearl
| know that if there nroye to be an individual
future for us struggling mortals he will fin
jess waiting to greet him at its gates.
| THE END.